The Sunny Mid Day Poem by Ruma Chaudhuri
The Sunny Mid Day
The sunny mid day
Unable to walk
On the way.
But we, the sellers, we have to stay.
The summer is too hot
But we can't stop
No shadow to rest
And no time to waste.
We have to sell the goods
No option to choose
Home is too far
They are waiting with hunger.
Life is too hard
And the noon is too bitter
God knows us but
He can't see, and can't hear.
An amazing poem, God is the eternal light describe in Hindu religion as Man Shakti (Mother Power) and He sees and listens to through the eyes and ears of of His creatures. Atom consists of neutrons, protons and electrons, you may call them as Vishnu, Shiva and Brahma. Man is a trimurti. Life is too hard but the trimurti is capable of struggling and making it pleasant by his efforts...................10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/27/2024 5:48:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Life is too hard And the noon is too bitter God knows us but He can't see, and can't hear. standard of life, hopes, wishes desires, life and the concrete situation. tony